"Not exactly," replied Richard. "This is the way to Broadway, I suppose," he went on, pointing up Cortlandt Street.
"Yes; but what do you intend to do up there?"
"I thought I'd take a look around. I imagine I can't do much in the way of finding work at this time in the evening."
"No; you'd best wait till morning. Then get a World and a Herald, and look over the want advertisements. I reckon that's the best way of striking a position."
"Thank you, I'll try that plan. Good-by." And Richard held out his hand.
"Won't you come down to my place afore we part?" interposed Doc Linyard.
"It's only a few steps from here."
Richard demurred. From the description he had been given of the place he knew money was to be spent there, and he had no cash to spare.
"I—I—guess not," he faltered.
"Why not?"
"I—well, to tell the truth, I haven't much to spend."